I say! It is such a lovely brisk day! Aren't the horses lovely? I mean... look at all the horseness they have! They are scoring quite high on the horse-o-meters today! Nothing bovine on this street, Nay! ... ... ... Wait... I was trying to make a joke involving a horse's "neigh" combined with the archaic positive/negative usage of "nay". Then everything went wrong, and I said almost the opposite of the intention. So, without the joke: Picture a street where the only animals are the horsiest of horses... No cows or pigs. Okay, there are two dogs... but one of them is pretty small... and you can see a cat in one of the windows... but MOSTLY horses. If you added up the weights of all the non-horse, non-humans in the picture, they would weigh less than one horse.

This is the music playing at the slightly-too-nice cafe - while you pretend to be rational while discussing who gets to keep which snakes in the divorce. I mean, the snakes don't really seem to care... they just hang out in the drawers most of the time. And you kind of really want to keep Alice, the piebald ball python... she's really photogenic, but she is kind of a jerk.

You're looking for the low-down, huh? That's going to take lettuce. You want the dope? the scoop? the skinny? Ten bucks a day plus expenses. No negotiations. I ain't no fourth-rate gumshoe - but a ducky shincracker like you already knew that... Out of curiosity, what's the word for people who overuse slang?

This one got turned up to 11. I started producing this as a parody... then I really started liking it, so I guess it is a pastiche now? Oh, man... I wish there was an allowance for pastiche in copyright like there is for parody.

Do you eat dinner with no amuse bouche? Then you are not classy enough for this high energy background masterpiece. It exceeds all classiness classifications. It can seem cheery, but that's really just more classiness. The slightly lazy bass player? Classy.

Oh hello. I didn't see you there. Welcome to my pad. My favorite parts are the view of the beach, and this very groovy orange shag-carpeting on the walls. I still haven't been able to teach my Roombas to get up by the ceiling, though.

This is cool. You can walk into a dinner party, grab a glass of prosecco, kiss the host, then casually defuse a large bomb one second before the timer runs out. That level of cool. Maybe you're not that cool, but if you adopt this as your personal theme tune, people will THINK you're that cool.

Royalty Free Music and Creative Commons Music from Kevin MacLeod... your favorite composer.
Royalty free music is what everyone wants, because royalties suck.
The music presented here is all from me. Kevin MacLeod.

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